Angelica POV
As soon as Kyle's hand touches mine, my vision blurs and everything turns black. Just like before, the scenes start to play like a movie. Kyle inside an unfamiliar bedroom with his chest bare lying on a bed. "I still don't understand why you have to mark and mate her Kyle" says a soft female voice. She steps into the room completely naked. His lust-filled gaze looks up and down her body.
"Why the hell am I being subjected to this scene? He is not my true mate, so it doesn't hurt me. I don't care who he screws, but that doesn't mean I want to see it." "It looks like our fake mate has a lover back home," Layla says with disgust. "I really don't want to see them f**king like h*rny wolves." "There must be something important we need to see Angel. Hopefully the goddess will spar
